CHAPTER 456: CHAPTER 456: THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MORTALS AND GODS

Watching the dragon and serpent contentedly retreat behind the black-clad youth, the retainers, including Abe Waka, gazed at Zhu Haomiao with eyes filled with fear and awe,

Even though it was just a fleeting glimpse, they felt a tremor from their souls.

It wasn’t the oppression of power but the aura emitted from a higher form of life at the level of concept and position.

That was the difference between mortal and divine!

Yet, utterly indifferent to the natives’ terror, Zhu Haomiao swallowed, dragging the golden-haired youth, now a vegetable, slowly toward the "Wolf Stick" that still struggled.

Plop~

Throwing the golden-haired youth to the ground, Zhu Haomiao stepped on the werewolf’s chest, gripping the sword hilt in a reversed manner, slowly drawing it out.

"Awooooo!!!"

The blade scraped against bone and innards, the thick Gangjin grinding inside like a file, causing the werewolf’s body to arch uncontrollably in agony,

"Bear with it, it won’t hurt much longer."

The gentle whisper carried an indescribable cruel taunting, Zhu Haomiao deliberately pulled the treasure sword slowly, staring intently into the werewolf’s fierce eyes.

The unfathomable black pupils swirled with broiling terror, the malevolent glow spiraled in his eyes, as though opening the door to the abyss, pouring out tangible, indescribable chaotic darkness.

Crack~

Their gazes locked, the chaotic darkness flooded into the werewolf’s soul like a tide, and for a moment, Zhu Haomiao seemed to hear the crisp sound of something breaking.

Curling his lips, the black-clad youth withdrew the treasure sword, raising his hand for a phantom grasp without hesitation.

"Greed!"

Buzz~

The power of the spirit permeated reality, the two figures on the ground slowly levitated, entwining like braids, twisted and rotated by an invisible force, squeezing out a torrent of blood source quality.

Crack~

Crack~

In the chilling sound of bone shattering, the two figures gradually lost their original shape, entwining into a mass of grotesque residue.

Meanwhile, all valuable matter and energy were refined and sublimated, crystallizing into dazzling gold coins, flying like baby swallows to Zhu Haomiao’s palm.

When the final blood-stained [greed coin] fell between his fingers, the black-clad youth lowered his palm, allowing the remaining corpses to fall to the ground, appearing like dry industrial waste, making it impossible to tell they had been two living humans just minutes ago.

Gulp~

Hearing the retainers around gulping, Abe Waka returned to his senses and slowly walked to Zhu Haomiao’s side.

"Are you hurt?"

"No, it just took some effort to crack the shell."

Waving the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand, Zhu Haomiao smiled with implied meaning, regardless of whether Abe Waka understood, surveying the devastated residence.

"This place looks uninhabitable. Do you have any safe houses left?"

Upon hearing this, Abe Waka pondered for a moment and tentatively asked.

"Why don’t we stay at Yin Yang Pavilion directly? Though the conditions are inferior, it’s safer."

"Hmm, that’s fine. I’ll probably have to leave for a while, so you must be careful."

Patting Abe Waka’s shoulder, Zhu Haomiao turned to look at the shimmering night sky, his fingers twitching slightly.

But soon, he dismissed the bold idea.

Compared to reaping, his most important task was ensuring the safety of the [Master].

If not for the serendipity of crafting a White Jade Golden Bridge, things might have gone south.

But that trick was a flash of inspiration under urgency, even now, it would be difficult to replicate...

Narrowing his eyes, the reflections of the myriad streaks of light in the sky mirrored in his pupils, Zhu Haomiao slowly lowered his shoulders, relaxing his grip to internalize the Eight-sided Han Sword.

Beside the black-clad youth, Abe Waka hesitated before finally gathering the courage to ask.

"Leaving? Are you returning to the Heroic Spirit Hall?"

"Yes and no, or you can understand it as a deep sleep."

"A deep sleep?"

"Yes, a long deep sleep."

Turning to the dome, Zhu Haomiao thoughtfully pursed his lips.

"But don’t worry, if you encounter any danger, you can call upon me, and I’ll awaken as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Abe Waka nodded, deep in thought.

"Do all heroic spirits need to sleep? Or are you special?"

"They all do, but the duration varies from person to person, some long, some short."

"Understood, during your sleep, I’ll stay in the Yin Yang Pavilion and avoid going out as much as possible."

Looking at Abe Waka with appreciation, Zhu Haomiao nodded inwardly.

Weak as she was, her spirit was resolute and courageous, indeed worthy of being a protagonist favored by Heavenly Destiny.

She seemed more of a main character than the overly gentle Yazaki Yu...

Criticizing inwardly, Zhu Haomiao took one last look at the retainers cleaning up the mess, then followed Abe Waka into the car headed for the Yin Yang Pavilion.

The scenery outside the window quickly blurred past, and the black-clad youth gazed at the gradually calming night sky, chuckling and shaking his head.

"Isn’t there too much ’gas explosion’ tonight? The mayor might lose hair over this..."

Upon hearing this, Abe Waka shook her head.

"Most of it was enveloped by the national barrier, only the energy fluctuations and spirit light leaked out, so it shouldn’t cause a stir."

"But the problem is, this is just the beginning..."

Meeting the black-clad youth’s half-smiling gaze, Abe Waka fell silent.

Yes, the [Holy Grail War] had only just begun, yet it had already pushed the entire nation to its limits, who could imagine what the situation would escalate to?

Damn, where did it all go wrong?

Wasn’t the [Holy Grail War] supposed to be conducted secretly?

On the other hand, seeing Abe Waka’s worried expression, Zhu Haomiao chuckled softly, retracting his gaze, his pupils slightly losing focus.

In a vision unseen by others, the information from the [Book of Black] reflected in his eyes.

[Jealousy] permanently plundering attributes.

[Essence] [Qi] [God] +10

[Strength] [Body] [Dexterity] +20 (10×200%)

[Greed]: LV.0→LV.4

[Jealousy]: LV.5→LV.6

Looking at the gains on the illusionary page, Zhu Haomiao nodded in satisfaction.

Though not as nourishing as Amon, it was still better than nothing.

More importantly, he had acquired a large amount of [greed coins].

With a flip of his hand, a dazzling gold coin appeared between his fingers like magic, dancing like a sprite between his five fingers.

The once furrowed and pondering Abe Waka was drawn by the golden light, staring in a daze for a few seconds before trembling as if shocked, shivering instinctively.

"What... what is this?"

Having witnessed the birth of this [Evil Object], and knowing where it came from, Abe Waka looked at the coin between the youth’s fingers with trepidation, cautiously averting his gaze.

Beneath its magnificent and beautiful facade, it was an indescribable, twisted evil...

Merely looking at it, Abe Waka could vaguely feel being enticed and tempted, unable to resist the urge to possess it!